Aren't There Gradations Of Evil? Is Evil

When You Make His Sandwiches, Put A Sexy Or Loving Note In His Lunch Box.

But Just Remember, Life Without Me Would Be Even More Unbearable.

It's An Awful Truth That Suffering Can Deepen Us, Give A Greater Lustre To Our Colours, A Richer Resonance To Our Words.

I Love The One Who Punishes Me Well.

Old Truths And Ancient Magic, Revolution And Invention, All Conspire To Distract Us From The Passion That In One Way Or Another Defeats Us All.